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  In the distance, only a lantern in front of the River God Temple could be seen, under which stood a boy of about ten years old, excitedly looking up at the pitch-black night sky. And on the empty ground illuminated by the temple's lights, all sorts of birds and beasts gathered from the darkness, some sitting, some standing, some lying down.

  Chen Jing appeared in front of the River God Temple, looking at the significantly reduced number of demonic spirits listening to his teachings. These demonic spirits had apparently already learned that a mysterious Dragon King of the Jinghe River had come and gone, and they looked at Chen Jing one by one. All he heard was Chen Jing saying: "For so long, everyone has asked many things, and I have also explained many things. Tomorrow, let me perform a ritual for everyone. Since you are listening to my teachings in front of my temple, you must only believe what I say in order not to be confused. If your hearts do not believe, even if you ask about the Tao for ten thousand years, and I explain it for a thousand years, I still cannot make you truly absorb it as your own."

  "He River God, who claims to be the Dragon King of Jinghe, aren't you afraid?" a demon spirit asked, it was clear that these demon spirits all knew what Chen Jing's words meant.

  "When I was born, no one asked me if I was afraid or not, I was born. As I grew up, people told me that the world is very dangerous and I couldn't avoid growing up. The first time I went to kill someone, I knew I might die, but I still went. When I embarked on my journey of cultivation, I hovered between life and death many times, no one ever asked me if I was afraid or not. Here, I want to say that actually, I am very afraid. I'm afraid that everything I care about will disappear forever in front of me. I'm afraid that I won't be able to finish what I need to do before disappearing into the world forever. So when danger comes to me and I face death, the only thing I can do is eliminate all dangers."

  Chen Jing stood under the lamp, standing in front of the River God Temple, which was only a tiny dust compared to the entire world, and said firmly: "The gods represent protection. I have said before that all living beings who drink from the Qujiang River should be protected by me. If there is a wish, it must be fulfilled."

  Li Yanning stood by, listening with burning passion. He wanted to rush back to the village immediately and repeat what Chen Jing had said once more. He wanted to shout it out loud again: "All living beings who drink from the Jin River shall be under my protection. If there is a wish, there must be a response."

  The night was silent, with no one answering, and many evil spirits immediately fell to the ground.

  Chen Jing looked up at the starry night sky, and those stars twinkled as if responding to his words. However, although his eyes were looking up, his heart was savoring the moment, and just as he finished speaking, it felt like something was sprouting in his heart, like a young seedling breaking through the soil. The heaven and earth that once seemed illusory to him no longer mattered whether they were real or not; what mattered was that a seedling had already sprouted in his heart, and perhaps one day it would become a towering tree, sheltering the weak from wind and rain.

  A single sentence can't say much, for some people it's a 365-day thing all year round, but for others, one oath or vow can make their mind clear and determined.

  The river waves surge forward, without rest or pause, never stopping.

  At dawn, Li Yanning stood behind Chen Jing, staring at him with eager eyes, obviously wanting Chen Jing to take him along. He had never thought that there would be any danger, or perhaps he simply didn't believe that anyone could harm him while standing behind the River God.

  Chen Jing glanced at him and smiled. Li Xiangning's heart immediately burst into bloom, he knew that the River God had agreed to go with him.

  Sometimes, being stable and having everything in order allows oneself to fully relax and bring out one's full strength. And then there are times when moving forward with pressure can also bring out a power that surpasses oneself when danger arises.

  The waves surge and the water rushes forward, a swift wind blows.

  Li Yanning stood on the waves, looking at the river water, squatted down with her hands to touch the ripples, and the waves splashed her sleeves wet.

  In the sky there is a nightingale and several birds flying around, on both banks there are beasts running about, in the Jing River there are many aquatic creatures following.

  The deepest part of the Jiao River is not at its mouth, nor can it be at Xiu Chun Bend, but rather in a place under the foot of Kunlun Mountain where the source of the Jiao River is located. That was once the traveling palace of the Dragon King of old, and also the ancestral temple of the Dragon Kings of the Jiao River. Legend has it that this is the end of the Kunlun spiritual vein, and all spiritual energy flows out from there.

  At this time, in the Longwangfu of Jinghe River, a young man with a gloomy face was sitting upright. He knew everything that Chen Jing had said last night. He was furious in his heart, thinking that coming to Jinghe River was already a great loss of face for himself, and unexpectedly there were still people who dared not to listen to his orders.

  "This entire aquatic domain belongs to my dragon clan, those who despise my dragon clan's dignity will surely die."

  This gloomy-looking man, who appeared to be no more than ten years old, was named Ao Yu Feng and came from the sea. Compared to the land, the vast ocean was even more chaotic. There were no sects or gods there, nor any need to worry about incense offerings. The only rule was that whoever had the strongest magical powers could occupy the best spiritual veins for cultivation, which was even more so than on land.

  He came here also out of helplessness and to escape.

  "The bloodline of the Heavenly Dragon is the noblest in heaven and earth, any living being who sees it should surrender." Ao Yu Feng thought to himself, although the world has been circulating that there are no longer any Heavenly Dragons in the world, this clan has always regarded themselves as descendants of the Heavenly Dragon. In his view, going to the River God Temple in person was already giving Chen Jing a big face.

  "You're really ignorant of the height of heaven and the thickness of earth." Ao Yu Feng originally wanted to keep a low profile, after all, he had left his own ocean where he grew up and came to the waters on land.

  Ao Yu Feng sat on the throne, one foot resting on the chair, one elbow bent and propped on his knee, wearing a water-ink green shirt, with the elegance and arrogance that young masters showed on the outside, but also with his own sinister nature, especially now.

  "Your River God is quite bold, isn't he?" Ao Yu Feng leaned against the pale golden throne and said to the large red shrimp and green shell below.

  The big red shrimp hastily nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, yes, the River God is too bold, and it's getting out of hand. I, Xiaoxia, will use my three-inch tongue to persuade him to calm down."

  "Hmph... Three inches of unrotten tongue, you dare to speak such words, you're indeed a shrimp-like person. It seems the ancient saying is right, 'shrimp's words are forever unreliable.' Alright, I'll appoint you as the Grand General of Jing River, and the Great General of Conquering, go and bring me Chen Jing's head right now, how about that?" Ao Yu Feng said with a light smile.

  The big red shrimp's eyeballs rotated rapidly, and he hastily said: "Your Highness, although Xia Xia loves to talk big, but never goes off the charts, and his heart is sincere, it's the kind of loyalty that people call 'red heart and true intention'. You mustn't take Xia Xia as one of those shrimps in the four seas, after following Your Highness, I'm a dragon shrimp, not an ordinary river shrimp."

  Ao Yu Feng burst out laughing and said: "In the vast land and rivers, there's actually a wonderful spirit like you. Alright, from now on, follow me, and when I return to the Western Sea, I'll take you with me. At that time, I'll grant you some dragon blood, allowing you to cultivate my Dragon Clan's supreme secret technique."

  The big red shrimp hurriedly thanked loudly.

  Ao Yu Feng stood on one side, silently facing the shell that didn't move or speak, and said: "You are a living creature in my sea, do you know me?"

  The tortoise shell was covered in green moss, as still as a green stone. Only the sound of a young girl's voice came out clearly: "Little monster has lived in Autumn Moon Gorge since childhood and knows little about things outside Autumn Moon Gorge."

  "Hmph!" Ao Yu Feng was clearly dissatisfied with Bei Ke's answer and said, "What is the relationship between you and Qiu Yue Zhuo Lang of Autumn Moon Gorge?"

  "That's Xiaoyao's father," said Beike.

  "Oh, I didn't expect to find the Bellings of Autumn Moon Gorge in this distant Jin River. What's your name?" Ao Yu Feng asked with a hint of surprise.

  "The little demon's name is Autumn Moon No Hua." Shell said, her voice still childish but very proper. Ao Yu Feng nodded and said: "Since you are the daughter of Autumn Moon Zhu Lang, then you should call me Young Master, even if Autumn Moon Zhu Lang saw me, she would have to be respectful, when I return to the Western Sea, you will follow me back together, from today on, you will be my servant spirit."

  "I'm sorry, the little demon no longer belongs to the Western Sea, nor does it belong to the Autumn Moon Gorge. The little demon is now a spirit servant in front of the throne of the Jing River River God." The shell's voice was very clear and calm, but also very firm.

  He lowered his voice, leaned forward, narrowed his eyes and stared at the shell, saying in a low tone: "You're very bold, aren't you afraid of death?"

  "The River God said that all living beings have a immortal heart! I'm afraid, but I'm more afraid of being submerged for life." Baigui said. The big red shrimp standing next to him was stunned, in his heart the usually calm and quiet Baigui was actually so fierce. He dared to refuse this prince from the Western Sea right to his face, although he didn't know Ao Yu Feng's identity, but he could feel that special pressure on him, it was a kind of pressure that came from deep within the soul, extremely hard to overcome.

  Ao Yu Feng didn't know what Xian Xin meant, but the big red shrimp did. He often heard discussions about it from Chen Jing. He knew that Bie Ke's Xian Xin referred to a free and unrestrained heart, which was also known as the pursuit of great freedom. However, this wasn't the time to show off his boldness. If he were to provoke the dragon son from the Western Sea into a great rage, wouldn't his soul disappear immediately? The big red shrimp's heart was filled with worry.

  "Haha... Haha, but you're just a little demon who can't even transform, and yet you dare to talk about the heart of an immortal. I made you my spirit servant to give you a great opportunity, to spare you from the tribulation of transformation. My father was right, after all - those not of our kind, no matter how talented, will never be able to grasp it, even with billions of years of cultivation, they won't be able to achieve dragon ascension." Ao Yu Feng said disdainfully, and then leaned back in his pale golden throne, his spirit proud and arrogant, as if all living things were beneath him.

  The silent shell unexpectedly said, "River God once said that any method in the world is just a kind of bondage. When a creature practices a certain method, it's equivalent to putting on a pair of handcuffs for itself, and entering a house full of gold, silver, and jewels. It seems rich, but loses the entire serene sky."